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this they were disappointed. As soon as possible he made arrangements to leave for the South, where he could drink from the cup of pleasure unmingled by the tears of Josephine, and undisturbed by thy prayers and sighs of his mother.
Mrs. Morse and Mrs. Radford often visited the Bertram family in their affliction. Mrs. Radford read a letter in one of her visits to Mrs. Bertram from her sister Amelia. The contents cannot be uninteresting to the reader; I therefore insert it:
“ DEAR SISTER :—It is with mingled feelings of joy and sorrow that I write you. Both are alike designed for our spiritual good; but I must not fill up my sheet with preliminaries, for I have facts to communicate which are of more importance. A few days ago, in one of my missionary rambles, I was directed by a friend to call on the wife
of an inebriate who had been confined for a long time to her wretched apartments by sickness. I discovered at once that she was intelligent, and had seen better days.
“I endeavored gently to draw from her something of her former history. She was reserved, and did not seem disposed to speak of it. I forbore inquiring for her husband. Before leaving, I read and prayed with her. I put my hand to my purse, and was about to take from it a small sum ; meeting at the same time her mild dignified eye, I resolved to send it, thinking we both should be less embarrassed. On taking my leave of her she politely invited me to call again. I told her that I should be happy to continue my acquaintance. She smiled while the tears came to her eyes. As early as possible, the next day I was at the bedside of my new
friend. She was alone, excepting the nurse which I had sent her the evening before. She seemed more willing to converse, and I ventured to inquire for her husband. She told me that he had been absent for several days. “ « On business, I suppose,' said I.
Perhaps so,' she answered, but colored deeply
" I asked how long they had resided in B She said about five years. I found that her husband was out of business, and she had labored incessantly to obtain a livelihood, until she could no longer endure the strong tide of grief that had been a long time preying upon her. She had loved her husband devotedly, and was still unwilling to have a shadow of blame
him. “As I was about leaving the house, I met her husband at the door. His coat and pantaloons were ragged and
soiled. As my eyes met his, my heart sank within me; he looked embarrassed, and passed by without speaking. Before I got home I missed my pockethandkerchief. I retraced my steps and re-entered the door unobserved, and overheard Mr. Gilbert ask his wife who I was; being informed, he said he was sorry I had found where they lived.
* • I have tried to keep out of their sight ever since we moved here.'
" " I don't see why you should do so, they are good people. Did you ever know them ?'
• When I lived in Roselle I was acquainted with Mrs. Bradley.'
«I wislı, my dear, you would renew your acquaintance.'
No, never; I would be glad to forget them if that were possible; I have ruined you and myself. I have resolved a thousand times in
to reform, and you know, Lida, that I have three times taken the pledge, and have broken it. It is impossible for me to reform while the temptation is before me; if there was a law to prohibit the sale, there would be some chance for a man to reform, but as it is, it is impossible.
“ During this I had been sitting on a stool in the hall, as curious to listen
as I was unwilling to disturb; during their conversation, my thoughts returned to the scenes of our childhood and youth, for there was something in the dark eye of that stranger, that I had just passed, and of whose veiled history I had obtained an outline, which awakened a train of strange suspicion that had never before been awakened on any similar occasion. I had seen poverty stretching out her bony arms, and the poor inebriate clothed in rags. I have heard the cry